“That was great.” She said breathlessly.
“Mom, you are the best.” I whispered as my soft cock began to slide out.
“I wish you could stay in there all night.” she said, “We should have been doing this long before now. ”
I said slowly. “You don’t know how long I have wanted to touch you and enjoy your body this last year. You are so beautiful.”
“You really think I’m pretty?” asked Gwen as if she was a child.
“Mom, you are” stroking her ego and gently caressing the side of her face with my hand, “I am so lucky that we discovered each other’s feelings and enjoyed this evening. We could have gone through life and never known how we felt each other.”
Mom nodded and said, “I loved it. It feels a little weird but god, how good that was! You know this is just you and me. No one and I mean no one must know about this.”
“I understand” I affirmed, “You have my promise that no one but you and me will ever know. I would never want to hurt you or embarrass you. This is our personal pleasure and love and nobody’s business.
“Richie” mom said slowly, “This is incest and it’s a little weird but I love it but the world frowns on it and it would make our lives difficult if this got out. Our special secret, OK?”
“You have my word.” I smiled and gave my mother a big kiss before rolling off of her.
My rolled off the bed and headed for the bathroom as cum began to run down the inside of her thighs. I laid back and thought what had just occurred. It was as wonderful as I had ever imagined. The last thing I remembered was hearing the water running in the bathroom as then next thing I knew was the feeling of fullness and some pain woke me as I had to pee. I looked at the alarm clock through bleary eyes and saw it was about 4:30 in the morning. It had not been a dream as my naked mother was in bed with me. I quietly slipped out of bed and used the bathroom. I returned to bed and cuddled with my mom. I fell asleep again and I awoke with Gwen’s gentle shaking of my shoulders. It was now 10 in the morning.
Room service had brought up some breakfast which mom had already ate and was packing our belongings. We didn’t have a lot to say that morning and mainly exchanged smiles. I ate, showered, finished the packing, and soon we were on the long drive home. Mom was quiet and deep in thought during the first few hours on the interstate before I pulled off the highway for gas. Mom used the restroom and bought a couple of sodas for the remainder of the trip. I paid the attendant for the gas and we were back on the road.
We had drove about 20 miles when Gwen said, “Richie, lets get off at the next exit and take the old highway the rest of the way.”
“OK” I said, “It will take us an extra hour to get home.”
“That’s fine” she smiled, “We have plenty of time.”
I made the exit and began to drive on the old highway which used to carry all the interstate traffic thirty years ago. It was a slower and more leisurely pace. I was glad that mom was smiling and not so silent anymore. I was worried that last night was to be our last and only time. She reached in the plastic shopping bag and cracked open two sodas.